Dangerous bound (Mackenzie Ziegler)

[Worlwide Beauties]

Starring:  Mackenzie Ziegler



Mackenzie was 18 years old, and she was also in the middle of her teenage hormonal nonsense, at that age Mackenzie was already shaping those hips and generous ass that she was going to have later on, but what she already had were some nice tits, courtesy of her mother.

Like any teenager with two nice tits, Mackenzie loved cleavage and suspenders. She gotta show off the new merchandise.

What she didn't count on was that it was her mother's boyfriend, Greg, who was going to notice those boobs.

Mackenzie fantasized about Greg quite a lot. He was blond, blue-eyed, broad-shouldered, six feet tall, and extremely handsome. According to Kenzie he was very hot, one of those few men you see on the street and turn to look at. He was charming and liked to be liked.

What did Mackenzie's mother have to have caught such a great catch? Big tits. The same waist ratio and big, erect breasts that Mackenzie would later inherit.



Greg must have had some kind of problem with sex. He liked it a lot, so much that it must have bordered on addiction.

There wasn't a single night when she didn't have to sleep with earplugs because the other guy was assaulting her mother. And he was groping her mother all day long.

The woman was divorced and had been in a three-year drought, so she was getting those dusts and attention like water in the desert.

One night Mackenzie listened to the festival of flesh against flesh, and whipping, and she got very horny. She thought of Greg ramming herself, hitting her in the ass, forcing her to blow him... And she got very wet, masturbated to that melody and fantasy and had several orgasms.

It was summer, so that Mackenzie was hardly wearing any clothes. The thong and a half tank top. When she finished masturbating, she went to the bathroom. Still listening to how Greg was giving an account of his mother.

When he came out of the bathroom, the door to his mother's room opened. And out of it emerged Greg, with a big fat cock that attracted Mackenzie's eyes.

She didn't notice, but Greg did. And she liked it.

Before Mackenzie said anything, Greg went to the bathroom, pretending to be natural, with his hard cock, as he passed her.

Mackenzie was dying of embarrassment, she tried to look at the floor, but her eyes kept coming back to that dick.

She had sucked her boyfriend's cock, and they had had a couple of fucks that, considering what she had heard, now seemed like shit to her.

Greg's cock had nothing to do with her boyfriend's. It was in a different league.

She found himself salivating, turned around and saw Greg's hard, upturned ass entering the bathroom, embarrassment turned to excitement, and he had to go back to the room to masturbate. She fantasized about sucking him off and being grabbed by the hair, tears falling from her pre-cum, and forced to swallow it all.

- Hi, Kenzie.

+ Hi...

From that day on Mackenzie noticed that her hormones were flying when Greg was around, and she wanted his attention.

She started to be more careless with her summer shirts to show Greg her tits.

Pouncing on the food so that they were exposed, wearing tight tank tops without a bra a size smaller, walking around in her bra in front of him....

Her mother called her attention a couple of times for the outfits she chose to leave the house.

+ Kenzie, baby. You're not going out like that, you've got half your tits out, and your nipples are showing.

Greg looked at her without saying anything, Mackenzie knew he was looking at her tits, and she loved it, so she pretended to obey her mother's order reluctantly, put on something less exaggerated, and left. She wanted Greg to look at her tits, and that was worth the occasional scolding.



Fridays were his favorite days. Greg would finish at 2 pm, and his mother would not show up until 5 pm.

Mackenzie wanted to pretend something casual, a chance encounter. This time she wasn't going to limit herself to just her tits sticking out. This time she was going to be naked. The idea automatically made her wet.

She looked out the window of the villa, and when she saw Greg's car coming down the street, she jumped into the shower. She took a quick shower, lightly wet her hair, put the towel on her head, and flip-flops.

She was nervous and excited. She was going to try to meet Greg totally naked. Her pubis was shaved, and her nipples were slightly erect with excitement. She admired her tits in the mirror, she loved them. They were big, round, defiant and stiff. She thought that's what well operated tits should look like.

She waited until she heard footsteps down the stairs. She put on her headphones, took a breath, opened the door, cell phone in hand to be pretending to be distracted, and walked to her room. As soon as she took three steps in the hallway she met Greg, who looked at her tits and her appetizing bald pussy. Mackenzie also pretended to be natural and walked beside him on her way to the room.

+ Hello, Greg.
- Hi, Kenzie...

She noticed that Greg had remained still, she felt his eyes roaming her between her legs, her tits, her legs, her ass... She liked it, it turned her on. She didn't close the door pretending to remain distracted with her cell phone. She wished Greg would show up with some excuse, and he did.

- Hey, Mackenzie, do you mind if we order something to eat?

After speaking to her, his eyes returned to rest on her between her legs, to travel up her body. Mackenzie was in three-quarter length, offering her generous melons and shaved pussy. The only thing that was covered was her hair with the towel. It was not normal how excited she was to show off.



+ Okay, great.
- Come on, I'll take a quick shower too and we'll choose.

Last shameless look at the “girl”, and he went to the bathroom. Mackenzie was ecstatic, that handsome guy had delighted in her, and she had liked it. Her hand sought out her wet pussy and began to rub while she squeezed her tits.

In a few seconds she had an orgasm, she had to cover her mouth to stifle that moan. She kept going and stopped on the third, when she heard the water stop running. She dressed a bit, and later they ordered pizzas.

The following Friday Mackenzie wanted to repeat the experience. That week she had noticed Greg more affectionate than usual, and she had noticed more of his eyes running over her body. She did exactly the same, with her cell phone in her hand and headphones in her ears, but this time she smeared a little oil on herself to make herself look even more appetizing. She looked at herself in the mirror and the oil was showing. He hoped Greg did too.

Again she passed Greg, who didn't move as Mackenzie walked down the small hallway to her room. Mackenzie was horny as hell again, Greg was more brazen.

- OMG...

She said without holding back a hair as her eyes feasted on the flesh.

He heard the bathroom door close, Mackenzie closed her door and started to masturbate. That sentence had turned her on like a bitch. Soon she heard footsteps and the door opened. It was Greg, naked, with his semi-hard cock.

Mackenzie did not expect that, he caught her on the bed, sprawled on her back and with her hand on her pussy.


+ Greg, what are you doing.
- Giving you what you're looking for, you slut.

He grabbed his cock and as he approached her, he half masturbated. Face of impatience and eagerness.Mackenzie was scared, this was not what she expected. She had fantasized about it, but she had never imagined that her mother's boyfriend would be so straightfoward.
+ Greg what are you doing, what are you doing.
+ Don't play dumb, you've been provoking me for a long time. It's about time someone fucked you properly and took away your foolishness.

Greg pounced on her. Mackenzie struggled and felt his hard cock in her pelvis. His hands grasped her melons, kneaded with the eagerness of a rapist before his prey. They roamed and kneaded her tits, his hands went down her hips and one of them landed on her shaved and now oiled pussy.



+ Stop, please stop!
- Are you sure you want me to stop, eh? Then why are you so wet?

“Shit,” thought Mackenzie. On top of that Greg was a pretty strong man. He went to the gym regularly and watched his diet. It was 90kg of a sick, pussy-craving man against a teenage girl. There wasn't much to do. Greg's pelvis moved looking for the angle to penetrate her, his hands now gripped Mackenzie's wrists as he kissed her neck.

He was crushing her with his weight.



She knew the situation had to terrify her, but she was horny. Part of her didn't want it, but part of her craved it. That rock-hard member was searching for the entrance to her pussy. Without realizing it, she felt his cock enter her, and a moan escaped her.

- I knew you would be a slut....

Mackenzie noticed how that huge cock was entering her and a feeling of pleasure invaded her. How it filled her, how her pussy had to adapt to that huge guest.

+ Stop, stop...
- I'm not going to stop until you cum like the slut you are.

She began to pump slowly. His hands let go of Mackenzie's wrists and embraced her. She could do nothing. She was totally subdued. One hand grabbed her neck from behind firmly, the other her ass, then Greg sought her mouth and thrust his tongue in furiously.



Mackenzie knew it was wrong, that he was her mother's boyfriend, that she was being forced, but another part wanted her to continue, she loved the feeling of being abused by someone she had been fantasizing about for months.

He fucked totally different from her boyfriend, not to mention the size of his cock. Her boyfriend fucked like a teenager, a lot of bunny thrusting thinking that gives a woman pleasure, but Greg was different. His hands roamed her body firmly, he licked her tits eagerly and kissed her desperately.

His onslaught was not rabbiting, but deep as fuck. Mackenzie could not contain her moans with each penetration. She felt that huge cock filling her completely and the desperate and firm caresses of that man. She had the feeling that that big dick was going to fill her up. Without realizing it, a brutal orgasm came over her. Her legs crossed behind Greg and her nails dug in.

+ Aaaah, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.

The most intense orgasm she had ever had in her life, she briefly lost consciousness of everything around her. With incredible skill and strength, Greg turned her around, grabbed her hair and put her on all fours.

- Ugh, this little ass, my love... You don't know how much I wanted to push it in.



One hand held Mackenzie's hair firmly, and the other gave her a spanking that hurt, but instead of a protest a moan escaped her. Another spank, and another. Mackenzie kept her eyes closed, enjoying being pulled by the hair and spanked on her ass. She could feel the onslaught getting stronger and stronger, and she wasn't going to do anything about it except moan like a whore. I knew it was wrong, but how could something so pleasurable be?

This was really getting fucked, she thought. It had nothing to do with Ismael, this was another league. Greg's wild thrusts were answered with another orgasm and a howl of pleasure. He pushed her head into the pillow.

- Do you like to scream? Scream now, bitch, scream.

He continued his thrusts, prolonging Mackenzie's screams of pleasure. He was possessed. The spankings came and went and Mackenzie felt like she was going to come at any moment again. She didn't understand it, but she didn't care, she was only worried that he wouldn't stop. Another orgasm, and another... She had lost track of time, but Greg's cock was still hard as a rock.



Greg disengaged, turned her around, grabbed her by the hair and guided her to his huge cock:
- Suck.

Gregdia sucked and sucked. Her mouth was barely big enough for that dick, she wasn't ready for it.

- How well you do it, bitch... You are well trained...

In a short time she noticed that Greg began to moan and arch. His hand grabbed Mackenzie's head, he pushed it a little and felt how jets and jets of milk went straight down her throat.

Mackenzie swallowed with difficulty holding back her gagging until she could no longer hold it in and coughed up the semen she could not swallow.

Greg laughed: “Not bad for a teenager, let's see what your pussy tastes like.

He pushed her down on the bed and began to lick her pussy.

That was the height of pleasure. I didn't know that a cunnilingus could give so much pleasure. Greg moved his tongue with absolute mastery. His fingers made the precise pressure and with the exact cadence. It was as if he was reading her mind. Mackenzie's hands went to Greg's blond hair.

- How rich you are, mother of God. This pussy is a real pussy....

Greg licked and sucked, without haste, but without pause. Leaving Mackenzie constantly on the verge of climax.

+ Keep going, keep going...

Mackenzie said naturally without thinking about it.

Then Greg increased the rhythm of tongue and hands, giving Mackenzie the biggest orgasm of her life. She felt herself screaming long and loud, but she couldn't hear herself, the sensation was so very very intense. When she regained her being, Greg had gone to the shower, and she was on the bed, breathing hard, soaked, wet, sweaty, and fucked like never before. She looked at the clock, 45 minutes had passed. He had a feeling it had been 10.

- What a fuck, she thought. How lucky my mother is.

What a fuck I had been given by that brute who, when the night came, gave an even more violent account of his mother. He could hear his mother moaning and Greg whipping her violently. Mackenzie was envious, very envious, but she knew it wasn't right. What had happened in the middle of the day was wrong. Fatal. She wanted to cry, but every time she thought about it her hand involuntarily reached for her crotch. I would have to feel more bad than horny.

She didn't understand anything. She just feared and wished it would be Friday again.

And the following Friday came. Mackenzie had not slept at all on Thursday night. She felt bad, and excited. She felt that she had betrayed her mother, that she had made her boyfriend horny and now these were the consequences.

But another part of her wanted Greg to fuck her like the whore she had turned out to be. A dilemma.

When Friday came, Mackenzie was in the kitchen. Greg came home.

- No, maybe in the evening, maybe not.

And he went up to the bedroom. Mackenzie was thoughtful at that answer, what was she waiting for, another fuck? It wasn't going to happen... She heard Greg's footsteps, who went down to the kitchen. Naked and with his half fat cock in his hand, he approached her without saying anything. Mackenzie jumped off the table and stood against the counter, fearful and defensive, she didn't want to.

- What's wrong with you, didn't you want it to be Friday?
+ Greg, it wasn't right what we did. We are betraying mom.
- Yes, it was. You came like crazy.

While you were talking he masturbated slowly and looked at Mackenzie's tits hungrily. She was afraid, not because of what Greg could do to her, but because she wouldn't be able to control herself.



+ We can't do this to mom, she repeated without seeming to have any effect.
- Well, but then I'll leave her and tell her it's because you're harassing me and I feel very uncomfortable.

Mackenzie froze, was she harassing him? In fact, it was the other way around.

- I know what you're thinking, but your mother has noticed the last few times how you've dressed, how you've been careless to show me your tits... She thinks you're a bit careless, but I could tell her something different.
+ It's not true!

Greg came closer: “This is going to be our secret, my love.

He liked that she called him that. Greg had his cock already almost hard, he moved closer to Mackenzie until his mouth was glued to the terrified teenager's ear: “Come on, my love. You know I'm dying to do everything to you.

He guided her hand to his fat member. Mackenzie stroked and kneaded it instinctively. It was huge. He started to get wet, but she withdrew her hand.

+ I can't, I have a boyfriend...
- And I have a girlfriend, but destiny wanted us to cross paths. You know I do it to you like no one else.

It was true... He grabbed her hand again and put it on his cock without letting go of her.
- Look how you give it to me. This is for you, my life. I'm dying to please you.

Mackenzie no longer had a dilemma, she was horny. Greg turned her around.

+ Stop, Greg, stop....

Greg ignored her, his hands roamed her big tits under her shirt.

The touch of his hands felt so pleasurable... She loved the way he touched them. It wasn't like my boyfriend, who was salacious and in a hurry. Greg was taking his time, kneading them, squeezing them without hurting them. You could tell he enjoyed every millimeter of it, and that turned her on immensely.



With his other hand he pulled down her pajama bottoms, pushed her down on the counter, and she felt that huge cock penetrate her treacherous, soaking wet pussy.

+ No, Greg, aaaah... Please... Aaaah.

Greg did not respond, he just rammed. When Mackenzie wanted to realize her hands were on the counter, trying to cushion the wild onslaught. He had his hands nailed hard on her hips and his pelvis was ramming her ass violently.



Horny and angry she sucked her hand and began to masturbate angrily.

First orgasm and scream.

Greg was grunting like an animal: “You're so hot, my love, how you fucking turn me on. How you turn me on.”

Mackenzie kept masturbating and panting like an uncontrolled bitch. Second orgasm and another scream. This one had been even better than the first.Greg for his part seemed tireless.He sucked his fingers and shoved them up Mackenzie's ass very slowly.

It was the first time anyone had ever put anything up her ass. She gave a half gasp.



- Relax, honey... Mackenzie let herself do it, and realized that it was very nice to have his fingers up her ass. Since when did she like that? That shortened her stamina even more and a brutal orgasm came over her again. How many more could she have? She was discovering the limits of her body.

Greg put three fingers in, then four, and then she felt him pull it out and start to shove it up her ass

+ Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah....

She had fantasized about getting her ass fucked by that handsome guy, but she hadn't expected so much pain at first. Her hands instinctively went to push Greg, but he rejected her, and continued to penetrate her slowly. It was an intense, stabbing pain, but she felt pleasure at the same time. Once in, the pain went away, and the excitement returned.

He was getting his ass fucked, and he was loving it. He had fantasized about it, but he had never imagined such a taste. Greg pumped tentatively and slowly accelerated: “What a tight ass you have, you bitch... What a madness, I won't last long”.

Mackenzie could hear herself moaning like crazy, she masturbated then and it was almost instantaneous. No sooner had she put her fingers on her clitoris, bam! And almost at the same time Greg grabbed her tightly, thrust all the way in and felt how he filled her with cum.

- YES, FUCK, YES! AAAAAAAAAAAAH.



Greg grabbed her by the hair and kept pumping more slowly while his huge cock kept unloading spurts and spurts of cum.He pulled it out of her ass, Mackenzie let herself fall to the floor slowly, and sitting up she noticed how cum and more cum came out of her ass. Greg was standing up, and he was hot, Mackenzie thought. What a sight of that wonder of nature with his huge tail raised. “I've fucked that,” thought Mackenzie.

That night again Greg abused the mother like a savage. They fucked every night, but it was already two Fridays that the fucking he was giving her was exaggerated. Mackenzie knew he had to be thinking about her while he was banging her mother.

But as all good things can't last long, that story didn't last more than two months.

Another Friday, while they were in the garden, before taking a bath, Mackenzie was blowing her in her G-string and tits. She had acquired quite a bit of practice sucking, even Ismael had told her so. Greg was lying on one of those long wooden folding chairs while Mackenzie was licking his cock.

Mackenzie was enjoying herself like a bitch in heat. Fridays were now her favorite day.

She still refused to fuck Greg from the start, but he “forced” or blackmailed her and, of course, Mackenzie had no choice but to submit, get fucked, and have a wild string of orgasms. The worse the blackmail and the worse he treated her, the more brutal they were.To Ismael she sucked him off because he was her boyfriend, but to Greg she sucked him off because she felt hungry every time she saw that shaft peeking out.

She would masturbate slowly, looking him in the eyes as she sucked him off. She thoroughly enjoyed eating a fat cock and watching Greg enjoy the swaying of her fat tits as she did it. Her involuntary moans showed how she enjoyed eating a good cock: “Buf, what tits you have, my love. Come on, give me a tit-fuck”.



Mackenzie obediently approached and embraced her big teenage tits that cock that made her salivate so much. Greg grabbed her by the hair, Mackenzie squeezed her tits, and he moved his hips to fuck them.



There they were both enjoying themselves, oblivious to everything, when a scream brought them out of their enjoyment.

+ WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!

 It was their mother.

She had come back early. She went crazy and rushed at Greg while she called him son of a bitch, bastard, pig... She pulled his hair, tried to punch him. Greg got away from her and ran inside.

+ YOU HAVE 5 MINUTES TO LEAVE MY FUCKING HOUSE, PIECE OF SHIT!

He looked at Mackenzie, full of fury, but said nothing. She ran inside the house, Greg quickly left the house, knowing that Melissa was going to throw all her belongings outside.